Swallow that pride, do not fear to let it go
Chin up, march along little solider, march on
Indistinguishable laughter eventually ceases
Until a glory burns up, freeing you from the pressure.
Doubting your character, it will subside,
So long as it is permitted.
Fly your new colors, paint your new pictures
Not a muttered melody of melancholy,
Tangled twists of truth will rise above all other thoughts
To slap you right in the face.
Listless days of the past seem a folly,
When your true potential is cast upon reasoning.
Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 8:36 PM UTC
Swallow that pride, do not fear to let it go
Chin up, march along little solider, march on
Indistinguishable laughter eventually ceases
Until a glory burns up, freeing you from the pressure.
Doubting your character, it will subside,
So long as it is permitted.
Fly your new colors, paint your new pictures
Not a muttered melody of melancholy,
Tangled twists of truth will rise above all other thoughts
To slap you right in the face.
Listless days of the past seem a folly,
When your true potential is cast upon reasoning.
written August 2011